Il lui avait suffi de la regarder dans les yeux en affirmant qu'elle était une bimbo siliconée qui n'avait autre but dans la vie que de se faire pre...dre comme une pute. Une fois qu'il lui avait dit ça, il l'avait vu se transformer sous ses yeux pour devenir la personne qui gobait sa bite en cet instant précis. Depuis des années, il avait pris goût à ce pouvoir, de pouvoir en un claquement de doigt transformer une mère de famille en strip-teaseuse, une étudiante en cougar nymphomane ou une PDG. 'Mmpf!' Her fingers, Jim could feel them to either side of the divine clitoris now, and he jabbed his tongue in between. Claudia was panting now, her pelvis rhythmically going up and down, her moans getting louder and louder, and the prospect of success, the utter focus on his task blocked any and all of Jim's pain. 'Yes there, there! Do it! Do it now! Make me come!' He sped up, his face buried in perfect pussy, his tongue nearly cramping. 'I said now!' 'Mmpf!' 'Argh!' Joy and exhaustion. ‘Yes, us. James, I love you.’ I looked at her but could not speak. She seemed nervous and embarrassed but also thoroughly determined. I got the impression she had rehearsed and rehearsed what she was going to say when she saw me and she was going through with it no matter what. I also realised that she was the first FUCK victim (apart from Wendy, of course) to use the ‘L’ word. And then she put the cap on it with the ‘M’ word. ‘James, darling, I love you and I want to marry you.’ Having got. I went to visit the Hernandezs' after dinner that night. I sat down with Mr. Hernandez and Juan and explained why I was there.I was there making my pitch (I am sooo punny) at a perfect time for young Juan, because his soccer career had seriously jumped the tracks. Young Juan, or JJ as his friends called him, had reached puberty just as he started the ninth grade. In the last half year Juan Junior had grown at an alarming rate and appeared to be set to inherit his father's big stock build.